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3am
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Gangsta Rap
3am was released on June 27, 2025 by RoddyTreyy as a part of the album Enough Time
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Release DateJune 27, 2025
LabelRoddyTreyy
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodrick Jacoby Collins
Rodrick Jacoby Collins
Composer

Lyrics

(I got Mikey with me for sure)
Three in the morning on the high-speed chase
I'm bending the corner tryna get to the block
Boy, that **** tryna piece on your nut up
Get caught in that rare parlor, laying with the opp block
Two in one, spamming, I slapped on the box
He spoke up my name, only one got a shot
Then they burnt up my hand, high expect for the top
Only one get screwed when I get the chop
I'ma stand over here, we can't get up and flop
I pooped on some ass, can't pose at the park
I tried daddy daddy in the creek with the chalk
He a pump and the chick got shot in the heart
19 with the key see the beam in the dark
That brand got booked lil' raw metal jaw
**** play with cold shit but a **** is fire
Fuck around with the block, shit pose that storm
And I can take ski-mask, cover my face (cover my face)
Gun gon' go when you walk to a Drac'
I run to the edge while they call me Fat Quake
Make them get his shit up, 22 in your face (make them get his shit up)
I don't surrender, I run from Jake
Lacour to a high, had to land in the bank
Pull a four-leg lock 'cause I like how it's packed
Just pour on Lil Tay, I ain't smoke on a date
When I go out by the door, we fold up cake (fold up cake)
Chase whoever, I thug by the gate
Fly back, key switch, tap in the face (tap in the face)
Drop a drip, rack in the rack
Me and my boy like Curry and Clay
Switchin' around, can't know how it stay
Stand over him, he fallin' in faith
23 was the key, ****, know how it play
Q6 on the mission, I was doggin' the rain
Baby look got that tat on my face
He can't be the driver, I'm slide with BK
I'm slammin' my door if I see the wrong face
And I'm slammin' my door if I see the wrong face
When I leave, baby, look at the sign on my face
Three in the morning on the high-speed chase
I'm bending the corner tryna get to the block
Boy, that **** tryna piece on your nut up
Get caught in that rare parlor, laying with the opp block
Two in one, spamming, I slapped on the box
He spoke up my name, only one got a shot
Then they burnt up my hand, high expect for the top
Only one get screwed when I get the chop
Written by: Rodrick Jacoby Collins
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